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I’d been watching the cherries mature for some time here at The Attic. Problem was, they are all located in the top of the trees. Out of reach even when climbing. Now, with the robins and crows feeding daily I knew I was going to need to take drastic action. So I did. I pulled out the chainsaw, climbed as high as I could into the tree and then cut the top out. A cascade of cherries came crashing to the ground. You could not walk around the newly pruned top without stepping upon perfectly good cherries. A shame. Well, I had every intention of going into the house right then and securing a large white bowl to put them in. But it was hot out. After I put the chainsaw up I quickly forgot about those cherries and sought out the cooler basement of the house. It wasn’t until the next day, when I heard the crows again, that I realized I needed to go collect those cherries right fucking now.

While I picked the cherries my mind wandered off to how some chicks just like to suck cock. I mean, I’ve heard tell one chick say she liked it better than getting fucked. I’ve heard them say their mouth is like an extension of their cunt. And I believe them. I mean, take Angel for example, when she sucks Luther her pussy gets really wet, seethes, and her mouth actually starts to get wetter –like a pussy. And I mean like lots of saliva. It’s running out. And when she pulls back from the cock there’s a long, thick stream of it from her mouth to the end of that cock. Now that’s a girl that likes to suck cock. It’s almost a physical reaction she has –and it is– not just in her cunt but her mouth as well. I think it was Kyaa who told us at the end of the day her favorite part was sucking off Luther. What a People Pleaser. I like that.

I’m lucky enough to have  a wife that likes to suck cock. I was thinking, I bet if I wanted to watch a basketball game from start to finish, in a recliner, she’d suck my cock the whole time. Pick it up. Fondle it. Stroke it. Deep throat it. Really give it the spa treatment. Now that I think about it, she can also tie a knot in a cherry stem using her tongue.

It’s cool there’s chicks out there like that.

I’ve been thinking a bit about rope lately. Okay, a fair bit. A lot even. And not just recently either.

But I digress.

Rope is wonderful. We all know it. We love the different textures and colours of rope; the easily adjusted lengths of it. We love the way it hugs us when it goes on, the way it makes us shiver when it’s removed. We love the ligature marks. So, it comes as no surprise that when I noticed a link to a DIY rope gag, I had to check it out.

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Sometimes you’re asked a question that can not really be answered accurately until you have some perspective.

For instance: “Is she young?”   Well, who is asking?  A teenager, or your grandmother?

How about “Does he make alot of money?”   Well, is this coming from a bank president in New York, or a fisherman in a third-world country?

I’ve been asked before. “Do you have alot of rope?”

I can decidedly say after seeing this, “No, not really.”

Since the big purge of YouTube last month left the Two Knotty Boys without a location for their videos, the entire rope world has been finding new places for them. From uploading them under their own accounts on YouTube, to sharing the torrent, to hosting them on their own sites. I have joined the cause.

The Iron Gate is my website and I have added a page with all of the videos for anyone to watch and comment on. Hopefully it will be a useful part of my already growing website.

Do you know where else to find TKB videos? Share in the comments where they have found a new home.

–luna

From BDSM is Love on April 2, 2008

Sometimes when you are itching for some play it’s a very specific type of play that you want. In our relationship I’m free to ask for what I want, but Master does not have to comply. Today I asked Master for some helpless fuck whore time. I wanted to be bound so that I couldn’t control what was happening. I wanted him to claim me over and over in any fashion that he desired. Used and abused, that’s what I wanted.

Now in the midst of all this thought I wondered if rope would be a part of it, since it is so much a favorite play item that I just quiver when it touches my skin. I can’t wait to have some natural fiber rope to feel the difference in it. I wonder also, if I could live with having some form of bondage every single day. Even if it would be decorative in nature.

On a side, I asked Master this very question and he said we could have bondage everyday if the mood strikes us.

Tonight Master obliged and bound my hands and arms so that I could not use them. This was a delicious feeling; one I hope he’ll repeat some time soon. Then out came the vibrating eggs and into my waiting pussy. He intended to fill me up tonight. They make me want to hum when they are on, it’s such a delicious feeling. He pulled on the latex-free gloves and began to probe my ass. Relaxing those muscles has always required concentration but I manage so that he can put the large bulbous butt plug in my ass. I feel so filled now and I’m feeling floaty.

Master has me roll onto my side so that he has better access to my face. He wants to fuck my face and so that is what he gets. In my awkward position I struggle to suck well but he is enjoying, I can tell. Then he does what I love best. He moves between my legs, eggs still in place, plug still filling my ass. He’s going to fuck me all full like that. I’m going to feel so filled.

When his cock enters me it’s tight and painful at first but a little rhythm and it starts to feel really good. So good in fact that I’m moaning and groaning and breathing hard. Something is pressing a fantastic spot inside my pussy and his thrusts help feed the sensation.

Before long I’m begging to come and he makes me beg harder and I’m practically screaming my pleases to him before he says yes.

The orgasm that follows is one that I’ve rarely if ever had before. It felt like my entire body was tingling and I had to rock and buck and squirm to help it along. It lasted a good 15 seconds, maybe more and even after the initial explosive feeling I’m still tingly. Master asks if I’m still coming and all I can say is, “I don’t know but it feels so damn good!”

And that was our evening. We cleaned up, cuddled and have plans for more fun including a spanking later this weekend. But tonight I was Master’s fuck meat. And I loved it.

–luna